"Good morning" presupposes the notion that the morning can ever be good.
Asking me how I'm doing is like asking Wilford Brimley how his diabetes is coming along.
To suggest that one "go with the flow" is to suggest that the flow is entirely safe from beginning to end. How many movies have you seen, though, where a river leads to a cliff and a waterfall, with nothing but jagged rocks and carnivorous fish at the bottom? Exactly.
Even if the grass were greener on the other side, that could easily be faked. I mean, what if the other guy's grass was just green plastic? Who wants that?
I won't get into the logistical problems behind "a penny saved is a penny earned," save for the practical reality that a penny is worth less than the copper-plated zinc it's made of.
Fuck.
No comments:
Post a Comment